I traveled through the world of immortality with my ancestral jade finger ring and found that it could copy everything.
Spiritual stones, elixirs, and magic weapons can be copied infinitely as long as the spiritual power is sufficient.
Until one day I tried to copy myself, and another "me" was created.
This clone possessed all my memories and abilities, but began to question my decisions.
During the sect competition, he copied forbidden drugs without authorization to increase his strength, which aroused the anger of the law enforcement elders.
When I was about to destroy this dangerous replica, he sneered:
"How are you sure... It wasn't you who was copied in the first place?"
